[Verse]
E
The more I run the farther away it seems
Am G
What is green is always more than a yard away
E
Art is a mean meditation, staring at a blank screen
Am G
In between what we mean and the things we say
E
I gotta stay one step ahead of a losing game
Am G
I’m a slave to the pages I throw away
E
To create, complicate, it’s the same damn thing
Am G
Once it’s made, I’m too good to appreciate
[Chorus]
E Am
So I try to put a little piece of myself in
G
Keep the pretty people listening
E Am
Keep in mind all the negatives and positives
G E
Charges floatin' round the audience
E Am
I’m biting my tongue
G
But the words don’t come
E Am
I'm bi- bi-bi-biting my tongue
G
Oh but the words don't come
[Verse]
E
It’s in the air it’s in the atmosphere
Am G
I can hear but I can’t tell what it’s telling me
E
Too many sides to a story, all these colors and shapes
Am G
I’m afraid if I love it they won’t agree
[Bridge]
E
Art is love, love is work
It hurts to give yourself to it
Am
Art is work, work is love
G
Reminding us why we do it
E
Art is love, love is work
It hurts to give yourself to it
Am
Art is work, work is love
G
Forget yourself for the music
[Chorus]
E Am
So I try to put a little piece of myself in
G
Keep the pretty people listening
E Am
Keep in mind all the negatives and positives
G E
Charges floatin' round the audience
E Am
I’m biting my tongue
G
But the words don’t come
E Am
I'm bi- bi-bi-biting my tongue
G
Oh but the words don't come